Tritina

I see the way you look at me, and I don't care.

Returning your glare, I challenge , and see if you can beat me.

Accepting my challenge, sitting there, staring, I can see that you are thinking.

What ARE you thinking?

Why are you even trying, why do you care?

I can see you fidget, perspire, drumming your fingers while you look at me.

I smile, a grin from ear to ear, and you frown at me.

You fidget several more times and look away, and I still don't know what you were thinking.

I stifle a laugh and you send me a venomous look, and I see how much you care.

I don't even know you and why you keep looking at me and why you care, but I do know that I DON'T want to know what you are thinking.